The Beginning of US

June 16, 2017

By Anonymous, Vancouver, Columbia

Image Credit: Lindsey D., Marblehead, MA

The author's comments:

My inspiration behind this poem was my grade 11 high school year. This year has been the epitome of finding myself and experiencing change that I’ve never felt before. It was the year of independence and learning how to balance my life while rocks were constantly being thrown at me. The older I got, the more I mature I got. I learned to think beyond what was put in front of me and dissect it so I could see the good and the bad. This year has been rough for everyone, but I’ve concluded that the only person who will bring me up when I am sinking is myself.

You watched me grow And blossom into what’s now A strong, independent, and confident body You sat on my shoulder Like an angel with devil’s horns And were the markers on my mountain You were my right-hand man When no one was there To see my face behind the mirror You laughed at my jokes When no one else did And saw that happiness came from within You pushed me past my limits Into the depths of the sea Just so I could receive What was best for me Understanding Self Is so important When you are your own best friend

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